Category: Evil phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex Because I’d Rather Kill Than Be Killed

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls are among my favorite type of calls. And the reason is simple. Because if I am your accomplice, I am not your victim. Accomplices have more fun. And although it is true that when I bought my freedom from my master one young girl at a time, I felt guilty, that has all dissipated. Well mostly dissipated. I still bond with a girl from time to time.

A couple nights ago, my former master offered me more than he ever has before to procure him a sweet young girl. But the reason he wanted to pay me so much was because I knew the girl. We used to be slaves together. However, she escaped. With my help, of course. But my former master does not know that. And he would kill me if he found out. I am the only one to ever escape a snuff sex death with him. I made myself useful to him. And I created a need for me to still be breathing.

When I helped Ashley escape, she was a young teen girl. And I told her to disappear. But she ignored me, I guess. Now, I found myself in a conundrum. So, I had to kill her and make it look random, because if he knew I killed her, he would kill me. And if I brought her to him like he wanted, she would tell him I helped her escape 6 years ago, and he would kill me.

I Operate in a Kill or Be Killed World

Although he could still kill me, I went with the best option for me. I ran her over with my car and made it look like a hit and run. I may have used a car I stole and made myself look like a man in case any there were any hidden cameras or witnesses. Of course, always the chance that he had one of his goons follow me, but I never caught wind of a tail. Over the years, I have learned many skills that will help me survive in this dark, seedy world I live in.

I reported to him last night that I have had no luck yet finding her. Since I only get paid when I bring a target to him, I know I would be out that money. But when it comes to money or my life, I pick my life. So, far he believes me, but not sure how long that will last once he finds out she died before he could turn her into a snuff porn queen.

Snuff porn plays in background while prolapsing bald slits

Snuff porn Sean and I watched Snuff porn while playing with a group of crotch goblins we had picked up on our road trip on our way back home. John was a screamer, I could tell he was going to grow up and be a sissy faggot bitch by the mouth he had on him! I had to gag the fucker and throw him in the trunk to shut the fucker up for the ride. In the back seat sat a set of twins with long blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and another just a few years younger than them. I had stripped them naked so Sean could stare at them through the rearview mirror as I gave him a handjob.

I knew he needed to bust a nut while on the road and couldn’t wait for us to return home. All I could think about was the Torture sex that John was going to endure, he bit me and I just couldn’t wait to get the little fucker back. As soon as we got into the dungeon I hung him by his little scrotum flipped upside down hanging from a hook on the ceiling. Sean yanked his body to lower him down more so he could fuck his dangling face to fluff his cock for the little princess fuck meats. I filled his gaper with lube and Sean dug his big dick in and out of the little faggot until his asshole prolapsed.

We then had the twins lie on top of one another so their sweet cunnies would be overlapped and he dug back and forth between the two of them while I sucked their virgin juices off his swelling sack. When he was ready to cum we made sure to bend the youngest of the bend over and that’s where he left his load. Deep inside her tiny cervix after gruesome Snuff sex that left her decapitated.

Castration Phone Sex Makes You My Bitch for Life

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. But I love it even more when the person I castrate never sees it coming. Which is most of the time. Although men do pay me to chop off their balls often, I do a lot of free junk removal because men are idiots. And idiots should never procreate. Why? Because they only breed more idiots.

I make it clear that I am no GFE sort of woman. Men serve me best dead or without their mail anatomy. I do not need a man to make me feel complete. Perhaps, I am just set in my ways and too dominant, but I will never rely on a man to feel good about myself or to support me. Yet George thought it was all an act. I even showed him my sadistic phone sex site so he would understand that I do not couple up like a typical, boring, vanilla woman.

Not Every Man Deserves to Keep His Junk

But he kept insisting he had what I needed and even went as far as telling me he could fuck the bitch out of me. No amount of cock can fuck the bitch out of me, LOL. I am pure bitch. But I plaid the game. Let him think that I wanted to fuck him. Went back to his crappy little studio apartment. While he took his clothes off, I spiked his drink. Before long he would be too loopy to fight me or scream.

I tied him to his bed and let him see my big knife. The poor sap still did not see it coming. His dick looked puny. I mean I doubt a Barbie doll would have felt his dick. So, I chopped his balls off. Saved him a life of misery and prevented more losers like him from being born. He bled a lot. In fact, his blood splattered on me and his walls. He must take blood thinners. Oops. Well, he may have lost more blood than the usual castration, but he deserved it. The torture sex and the blood.

How did he think his 2-inch nub would be able to fuck the bitch out of me? Well now he can never get hard again. So, he will never fuck the bitch out of anyone because he is the bitch now and forever. And I can make you a bitch too.

Babysitter phone sex with me is a fun Snuff special!

Baby sitter phone sex

Babysitter phone sex with me is a fun Snuff special! You know you can always count on me to satisfy all your twisted desires. And today, I have a special treat for you. Are you ready to use some brats to satisfy that hard Daddy cock?

I’ll be the perfect babysitter, Daddy. I’ll take care of these brats for as long as you want, so you can have your way with them. You know how much I love seeing you in action, fucking them any way you want. And I’ll be right there, holding them down and spreading them open for you. Because I know you love that feeling of those tight, innocent holes and the sweet taste of their untouched bodies.

You see, Daddy, these little brats need your discipline. And I’m not talking about a little slap on the wrist. No, no, no. I’m talking full-on Ass rape porn playing in the background while we have our fun with these little sluts. Oh, I can already feel your Daddy cock getting hard at the thought of it. And let me tell you, these little brats are begging for it too.

Don’t worry, Daddy, I’ll make sure they behave for you. But if they don’t, well, we can always teach them a harsh lesson, can’t we? I’ll be the corrupt babysitter who introduces them to the world of pain and pleasure. And you, my dear Daddy, will be the one to unleash all your dark desires onto these innocent little brats. Doesn’t that sound like heaven?

So, come on, Daddy. Give me a call and let’s have some sexy Evil phone sex together. The kind that will make your blood boil with excitement. The kind that will fulfill your every wicked fantasy. Come and play with me, Daddy. I promise you won’t be disappointed. Let’s make these little brats cry and scream for your pleasure. Are you ready for the ride of your life? I know I am.

 

Killer phone sex Pennywise meets his makers Angie & Harper.

Killer phone sex          Killer phone sex Pennywise meets his makers Angie & Harper. This is one clown the met his match, peeping up through the sewer, Harper is the bait and switch. Angie is a natural hunter. Exploring the sewers, following. Pennywise has been taking people every twenty years or so. Not enough for it to really be noticed. Strong magic makes people forget.

            It must be remembered that someone always has to remember what happened. As can be seen this time it was my turn. Harper alerted me when Pennywise peaked up at her through the sewer drain. Now was the time. To be sure that no more would Pennywise be a problem.

            With attention to details and knowing the tricks. Harper was going to be the sacrificial lamb. So, to say. To point out that I look quite innocent myself, she looks more like a crotch goblin that he would be interested in.

            Leaving the balloon to signify that he had taken her. Time was of the essence. After all it is not Harper who will be lost. I (Angie) tracked her through the sewer system. Looking for the spider like creature. Noting the clown also leaving trace tracks. Shining beacon to guide me.

            By all means hide behind a sweet little thing. Never knowing that as soon as you get behind her you have lost sight of the true hunter. Snuff Queen Angie is hot on your tail. Harper is the decoy. I’m the Alpha.

              Killer phone sex Pennywise meets his makers Angie & Harper. The evil ladies of Snuff.

            Ordinarily Pennywise is the one to fear. Taking the young crotch goblins. Even the middle weaker ones. Harper fits into small and compact. In the long run he overlooked the sweet innocent corn fed Angie.

            Knowing he is in front of me and holding my friend. Beginning to weave his cocoon around her. Snuffing her. Laughing, Head of the clown. Body of the spider. Glowing bright.

            Not in this case will you win. Decapitation. As soon as the head is loped off, severed from the body. Harper and Snuff Queen Angie begin to dismember in the evilest fashion possible Pennywise. That is to say; Evil phone sex has nothing on us.

            In fact, when we are done, leaving all the other cocoons to rot. They are after all none of our concern. Kissing her, fucking her on top of Pennywise no more. Letting our juices cover him.

            Claiming the sewers as our own. Now say goodbye to Pennywise. He may be gone but Harper and Angie have just found the perfect way to get away with Snuff and blame it on the ghost of him. Like when we get the itch to be evil again. The costume and balloons come out. All will blame him.

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Bloody phone sex will serve our Dark Lord and Master Satan!

Bloody phone sex will serve our Dark Lord and Master Satan! My body is marked with the sign of the devil and I am proud of it. When my Master first laid eyes on me, he saw the darkness that resided within my soul. He knew I was meant to serve our Dark Lord and Master Satan. And so, without hesitation, he claimed me as his own and sealed my fate with a ritual that sold my soul to the devil.

Now, I am nothing but a toy for the pleasure of my Master and the satisfaction of our Dark Lord. But who am I to complain? This arrangement suits me just fine. In fact, I revel in it. For me, there is nothing more arousing than the thought of being used for sacrilegious acts under the command of Lucifer himself.

I am not your typical obedient slave. No, I am a fiery and lustful one. My body craves the touch of Satan and his followers. I long for the feeling of his rough hands on my skin, his hot breath on my neck, and his devilish cock inside me. I am a willing vessel for his pleasure, ready to do whatever it takes to please him.

The blood that runs through my veins belongs to Satan, and I am more than willing to offer it as a sacrifice for his desires. I want to feel his wrath, his power, his hunger. And what better way to do so than by engaging in blasphemy sex?

Let’s make a bloody mess in the name of Satan. Let’s fuck until we’re raw and bleeding, until our bodies ache with both pleasure and pain. Let my screams of ecstasy and blasphemy ring in your ears as you shove your bloody cock down my throat. Let us bask in the unholy fire and let nothing hold us back from experiencing the ultimate pleasure in the name of Satan.

Are you ready to serve our Dark Lord with me? Then pick up your phone and call now for hot, satanic sex. Let’s fulfill our carnal desires and please our Dark Master in ways that would make the heavens tremble. And remember, there is no greater pleasure than serving Satan and indulging in our darkest, most profane desires.

My Master encourages me to embrace my darkest desires and to revel in the pleasures that come with it. He wants you to join in the fun too. He wants you to pick up your phone, call my number, and indulge in hot Killer phone sex with me. Together, we will serve our Dark Lord and fulfill his every wicked desire.

 

Accomplice Phone Sex Brings Out Rena’s Dark Side

Accomplice phone sex I love being a little accomplice phone sex slut for my p-daddy’s cocks to get pleased.  I am all about making sure they get the tiny little cunts and asses that their p-daddy -dicks desire.   I am petite and small, innocent looking some say. I can play up the nice, trustworthy girl to get people to let me keep their little rugrats and watch them while they go on date nights or even for the weekend.

What they don’t know, is I have a lot of p-dicks I play with that I am out to please and their little ones slut holes are now ours for that time.  We are at different stages in their grooming.  But it starts the same.  Build their trust with candy and toys.  Make it to where they love coming over.  Then I start slowly working their way to having secrets we don’t tell mommy and daddy.  Innocent ones to start.  It moves to playing tickle games with my tongue that I make down to their little clits eventually.  I’ll then have you join in to tickle their little ass holes with your tongue and you take over licking their little cunts or cocks.

By now your p-dick is nice and hard.  We will have you put your fingers in my holes and show the young ones it doesnt hurt.  Next after that, your fingers go in their tight little holes and watch the young juices fall onto your hand which makes your cock rock solid.  Which we need to get into those tiny holes.  I take that hard p-dick and hold them down as I force you inside.  Getting a nice close up of the penetration as I could watch it over and over again and it never gets old to see that tiny hole getting strateched out around your cock.  What a site to behold.

Give me a call and I’d love to be your next accomplice

Snuff Porn Is Something I Love to Produce

Snuff Porn Is Something I Love to Produce. My muse are the little wasted cunts I see all around, oblivious. As vampiric sadistic goth, I cannot help but prey. And it’s these clueless instagram cunts that really are fun.

Not only do I feed off of the fear in their eyes when they are corned and threatend. But also the way these little overly dramatic attention whores whither. My cunt gets fucking wet when these slus start to piss themselves.

In fact I find great pleasure shoving them down and squatting over their whore mouths and piss down their throats. I love to torture and play with my food. Their fear makes them so spicy.

When I feel that I had enough of the little whores and cutting, burning and torturing them to my delight is becoming boring. That is when the camera is turned off and I haul their dumb asses down to the meat room. This was once a butcher shop and this was the sausage making room.

Now can you guess just what I plan on doing with these little whores? I haven’t coined the shop’s name as the Goth’s Butcher for the jolly of it.

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Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex can mean different things to different people, but I know what it means to me tonight. Would you like to go out with me tonight to find someone to play with? I was thinking some torture and murder. Maybe once we pick our target, we can play a little cat and mouse game and hunt them down. The chase is always the best part!

                So, we go out at midnight to a random park nearby where we look for our next victim. We pinpointed a lady jogging on the trail, and I showed her my knife and she takes off running faster. I’m sure you are wondering why I chose her, but I want someone who will put up a fight. I tell you to head to the end of the trail while I follow her your way.

                You get her at the end of the trail, and I meet up with you guys. We tell her what’s going on and what our plans are, and that she has one chance to get away, and if we catch her, we are going to kill her. She takes off again and the real hunt begins, and I couldn’t be wetter.

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Black Magic Woman

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex, I enjoy. I am not religious. Honestly, I do not believe in God. How can I believe in something I cannot see or experience. But I dabble in the dark arts. More witchcraft than Satanism. Little spells and hexes here and there. I have a friend who works in a black magic store down in New Orleans. She has taught me a lot about how to navigate that realm most of us do not believe in, but just in case, we still avoid.

She visited me this week and cast a spell on this loser who would not stop harassing me at my favorite Goth bar. Not that I date a lot of men, but I don’t do boring vanilla men. Guys need to be Goth or Steampunk to get my attention. Vanilla white boys, hard pass for me.

My friend, Sienna, got some of his hair, and tied it around this little voodoo doll and controlled him. If I had not witnessed it with my own eyes, I might not have believed it. She told me I could do snuff porn remotely, but I like to experience the killing and torture firsthand. But being a puppet master to some loser does sound appealing.

I Guess You Can Call Me a Black Magic Woman

Although I do not believe in God, I think I believe in Satan because black magic falls under his purview. And she manipulated this little prick with a single strand of his hair and some magic dust. If that is not black magic at work, I do not know what is. She made him show off his little dick to everyone in the bar. We all laughed. She even made him dance and chug a lot of beer.

My mind worked overtime thinking of all the things I could do to this loser. I dug my key into the little doll’s crotch and watched him fall to the ground writhing in pain. So, I tossed the doll on the floor and dug my heel into the crotch and that boring vanilla boy became more interesting as he screamed in pain. I told Seinna I need to learn how to create a doll like this because there are plenty of losers I want to destroy and women too.

I wanted to test the power of this voodoo doll, so I put it in my panties and sat on it. Sort of like a suffocation phone sex call where I smother a man to death with my pussy and ass. But this was live. Sienna and I watched as he struggled to breathe. The bartender called 911 but when EMTs arrived it appeared too late. It will be a mystery how he died. I am sure of that. Because no one believes in black magic, right? But I do. And now I know how to use it too.